Morocco leather

Chapter one, The Science of Deduction.

Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece and his hypodermic syringe from its neat Morocco case.

With his long, white, nervous fingers, he adjusted the delicate needle and rolled back his left shirt cuff.

For some little time, his eyes rested thoughtfully upon the sinewy forearm and wrist, all dotted and scarred with innumerable puncture marks.

What kind do you wish, madam?

Morocco, the finest you have.

Karen is to wear these shoes to church.

What color do you wish, madam?

Clear blue eyes of a translucent trustworthiness.

A merry, wrinkled, Morocco-coloured face.

A rumbling voice.

He's too good to be true, whispered Mrs. Thornton.

There was a broad red band in the east as Cotgrave turned to go, and from the high ground where he stood— He saw that awful spectacle of London in a dream.

THE GREEN BOOK The Morocco binding of the book was faded, and the colour had grown faint, but there were no stains nor bruises nor marks of usage.

The book looked as if it had been bought on a visit to London some seventy or eighty years ago, and had somehow been forgotten and suffered to lie away out of sight.

There was an old, delicate, lingering odor about it, such an odor as sometimes haunts an ancient piece of furniture for a century or more.

A little reflection will show you what a stupid answer that is.

If you only want to read them, why are some of them bound in Morocco and half-calf and other expensive coverings? Why did you buy a first edition when a hundredth edition was so much cheaper? Why have you got a half-dozen copies of the Rubaiyat? Why is the particular value of this other book that you treasure it so carefully that its pages are uncut? If you cut the pages and read it, the value would go.

So then your library is not just for reference.

You know as well as I do that it furnishes your room, that it furnishes it more effectively than does paint or mahogany or china.

You know Sandy, Adonis of the North.' "'Now, can you account by any natural explanation for that fact, "'that he goes off after a long day to see an old hag in the hills?' "'It would seem unlikely,' said I.

"'Unlikely? Well, yes, unlikely.' "'Hugh got up from his chair and crossed the room "'to where a bookcase of rather fusty-looking volumes stood between windows.' He took a small Morocco-backed book from a top shelf.

Superstitions of Sutherlandshire, he said as he handed it to me.

Turn to page 128 and read.

Five years later, those pitiful small possessions of Marie Antoinette's that were used in evidence at the trial were placed at auction.

The little green Morocco case with scissors, needle, and thread brought five francs, 75 centimes.

The two little portraits of the friends of her youth were sold for four francs, 40 centimes.

The end of a queen.

Yarn, perhaps.

Morocco?' "'Yarn, your honor, and kip.' "'Hmm, kip.

This complicates the matter.

However, let it go.